Upon discovering that his own tribe was being beaten, Lumiere immediately pounced on him like a mad dog.
this moment.
Only then did Matthew realize how terrifying this guy's body was.
But Lumiere rushed into the jungle at the speed of a bullet, and aimed at the nearest member of the thieves group with a claw.
puff!
The latter's neck was torn apart in an instant, and a large amount of blood spurted out, spraying everywhere on the nearby bushes.
"No! No! No!"
The thief stared, covered his neck, and staggered to the ground.
Lumiere ignored him and lunged at the others with a low roar.
Lumiere was completely different from his usual self in a fighting state. It was as if the polite, embarrassed and smiling big boy disappeared as soon as he smelled the smell of blood.
In its place is a true rainforest killing machine!
He is like a nimble cheetah or a violent tiger. He pounces, bites, catches or shoots. No one in the band of thieves can resist his moves!
Twenty seconds later.
There were pools of blood all over the ground.
The group of more than twenty thieves was wiped out!
Lumiere raised his head from a corpse with a grin on his face, and the lower half of his face was covered in plasma. This scene, not to mention Matthew, made even the other Jango people feel numb.
"This guy might really become the King of the Rainforest, or even an even bigger figure!"
Despite being frightened, Matthew also felt a little appreciative.
For a moment.
He saw the shadow of Su Ya in Lumiere. That wild and violent killing gesture was definitely not staged, but Lumiere's heartfelt desire for blood and the hunting instinct developed through hard training.
What's even more rare is that after he has the potential to become the king of the rainforest, he has always maintained an approachable attitude and is full of curiosity about the outside world.
This is rare among conservative indigenous tribes.
In the direction of the battlefield, Lumiere has already started negotiating with his own people.
Matthew did not walk over, he did not want to cause trouble to Lumiere.
So he looked away, and happened to see Bobo taking the bomb out of his backpack. He quickly pressed Bobo's helmet hard!
"What are you doing?!"
Matthew noticed that his move directly caused the antennas on both sides of the helmet to stand up, and a faint red light lit up!
"Help break up the fight!"
Bobo asked confidently:
"You can't just persuade one side, right? That's so unfair!"
Matthew realized that she probably didn't understand the word "people", so he quickly explained the relationship between Lumière and the Jango people.
Bobo then stuffed the bomb back angrily.
She adjusted the shoulder straps of her backpack reluctantly:
"Is that so? If I had known better, I would have thrown a brick earlier. Hey, why are you two so fast?"
Matthew touched her head gently:
"Next time you want to use a bomb, can you discuss it with me in advance? I am a timid person and I am afraid of sudden noises."
Bobo rolled his eyes at him impatiently:
"How verbose!"
However, the light bulbs on the antennas on both sides suddenly changed from red light to flashing blue light from time to time.
After a while.
Matthew then listened to her whisper:
"I got it, coward."
…
After a while, the Jangos withdrew, and Lumière returned to describe the situation:
"The group of people just called themselves the Wind Thieves Group, and they seem to have some connection with one of the two groups of people by the lake, but they are not the same. My compatriots discovered them who accidentally broke into the rain forest during daily hunting. At that time, they seemed to
We were searching for something, and the two sides started fighting when they disagreed. Fortunately, I arrived in time, and the thieves group had an advantage, and the people from my tribe may not be able to fight."
Matthew nodded.
Bobo suddenly interrupted:
"Those who died in your hands were the Wind Thieves, and those who died by the lake were the Sand Thieves and the Calamity Cult. The Wind and Sand families were originally a group, but civil strife broke out recently and they have been stabbing each other in the back.
.”
Lumiere showed an unexpected look:
"This is very unusual. In fact, I don't care about their internal fighting. I only care about them appearing in the rainforest? It is very dangerous for them. If there is not enough benefit, these people will not take risks."
As he spoke, he looked at Matthew with an apology on his face:
"I'm afraid I have to go back to the tribe first to check out the situation. There were so many outsiders in the rainforest all at once, and I always feel like something is wrong."
Matthew agreed:
"Your analysis is very correct. You don't need to take us into consideration. You can go ahead."
Lumiere was also very decisive. After bidding farewell to the two of them, he disappeared into the depths of the jungle in a few flashes.
Matthew, on the other hand, looked around.
Like Lumiere, he sensed the anomalies in the jungle.
If it was the Balance Messenger that attracted most of his attention before, then now, Matthew has realized that the extent of the anomaly this time may have exceeded his expectation!
Because since entering the rainforest, he hasn't seen any little flying squirrels!
It is impossible for Lumiere to replace Little Flying Squirrel as Su Ya's spy. He is not the favored one of the Rainforest Soul.
There are various signs that Su Ya has no intention to pay attention to Matthew now.
So what is Suya doing?
I'm afraid things are not that simple.
So Matthew tried to communicate with the black banyan dream. With the recognition he had gained, as long as he was in the rainforest, he should have been able to break into the black banyan dream easily.
However, this time, he was rejected!
…
"Tip: Due to unknown interference, you are temporarily unable to enter the Black Banyan Dream!"
…
Matthew's heart sank.
It would be fine if Su Ya was playing hard-to-get, but if something happened in the rain forest recently that required the black banyan dream to be shut down, it would be dangerous.
Matthew's impression of Su Ya was not particularly good.
But after all, she is a serious spirit of nature, and her attitude towards herself is not bad.
He is happy to see Su Ya take control of this rainforest.
But if someone else wants to get involved.
Matthew would have to consider whether to intervene.
However, it is not yet completely certain that something happened to the rainforest.
"Wait until Lumiere comes back. He should be able to figure out the truth of the matter."
Matthew calmed down and turned his attention to the zombie lady in the reeds.
Since taking up the role of a messenger of balance, he found that he could actually easily tell the gender of the undead by observation.
For example, A Bing was indeed male during his lifetime.
For example, the two zombies in front are both female. This is not because the remaining secondary sexual characteristics betray them, but because Matthew can more accurately perceive the proportion of fat on their bodies, as well as a series of other details.
After a few casual glances, Matthew found an open space nearby and sat down, silently waiting for it to get dark.
Bobo also followed in a hurry. She came to Matthew and took out two small folding stools from the backpack behind her like a magic trick. She sat on one and motioned for Matthew to sit on the other.
This moved Matthew very much.
He sat on it and felt warm on his buttocks.
"Oh, it also has a heating function, which would be great in winter."
He stretched and praised.
Bobo chuckled, and the light bulb above his head glowed yellow.
Matthew reminded:
"I'm going to conduct a ritual called Night of the Dead in a while. It will serve as a springboard for me to advance to become a senior necromancer. There may be many strange undead people coming over. Do you want to avoid them?"
Bobo immediately shook his head like a rattle:
"I haven't seen the Necromancer advance yet. Although it's disgusting to imagine it, you still have to see it to believe how disgusting it is."
Matthew didn't mind, he just smiled faintly:
"Actually, the more you see it, the less disgusting it becomes. Speaking of which, why did you leave Cyber Dragon?"
Bobo said happily:
"Finally someone asked me this question! The reason I originally left Cybertron was to find a book called "Machines, Fire Dragons and Titans". It was a very great work and was left by a legendary artificer.
The next masterpiece.
It is said that as long as you find it, you can start a unique path as an artificer.
In Cyber Dragon, I am just an inconspicuous little craftsman. In the eyes of other artificers, my inventions are ridiculous and not worth mentioning.
Every time the chief assigned me a job, it was always the most leisurely and simple one.
Moreover, Cyber Dragon has very strict control over the artificers. They even have to control the share of bombs they make every year. I really can't stand it!
Later, I heard that as long as I could find "Machine, Fire Dragon and Titan", I could make unlimited bombs in Cyber Dragon, so I sneaked into the sewers and left there.
I wanted to look for this book directly, but found that I had no clues at all.
Fortunately, before becoming an artificer, I was a member of the "Huo Sisters". The purpose of this organization is to help women in trouble resolve their difficulties and live out their lives.
In fact, the reason why I was able to enter the Cyber Dragon and become an artificer was also due to the recommendation of the "Huo Sisterhood".
So after leaving Cyber Dragon, I also wanted to find them and ask for their help.
Unfortunately, when I returned to the headquarters, I found that the sisterhood had moved away without leaving any reminder.
I can only try to find them based on some scattered clues.
As a result, in Cordo City, I met Lily. She claimed to be a peripheral member of the sisterhood, and I was deceived.
In fact, she is not one at all, she is just someone who has been in contact with the sorority."
Say this in one breath.
Bobo's eyes were also a little confused:
"So I don't know where to go next now. Do you have any good suggestions?"
When Matthew saw her saying this, he guessed that Bobo probably didn't have many relatives in this world, so he asked softly:
"So your dream is to find that book?"
Bobo shook his head, his eyes firm:
"My dream is to become the most powerful artificer in the world, control the super titan beast that can cover the sky and the sea, and then inject my own magic power into the Tianlun Palace to see if it will explode.
!”
Blow up Tianlun Palace?
Matthew's mouth twitched:
"The idea is very creative."
Bobo chuckled and said:
"You think so too? A saint once said that the meaning of an artificer is to make the gods tremble. I think she is right, so this sentence has become my motto."
Matthew asked curiously:
"Which saint is it?"
Bobo's face turned red, and orange light flashed on his forehead:
"I won't tell you."
Matthew laughed and said to himself that if you can really blow up Tianlun Palace, you can call yourself Saint Bobo.
The two continued to chat.
Bobo is obviously the kind of person who looks cold at first, but turns out to be extremely talkative after getting to know him better.
She pulled Matthew and kept chattering.
Matthew also learned some gossip about Cybertron, the legendary city built on the clouds.
But gradually.
Matthew's answers tended to be perfunctory.
Bobo didn't notice it at first, but later noticed it.
She was a little embarrassed:
"What's wrong Matthew? Are you tired? I talked too much."
Matthew smiled and shook his head, pointing to the sky:
"it's getting dark."
…
"Reminder: You lit the "censer of the past (high imitation)", and your advanced ritual: Night of the Dead has begun!"
…
On the open ground.
A faint scent of incense overflowed from the small incense burner.
Matthew sat on a small bench, with a lot of things spread out in front of him like a stall:
Lucky rabbit's foot, cursed monkey's paw, bat teeth, boar umbilical cord, goat placenta, buffalo horns, human liver stones, little lemure's eyeballs...
The fuel in the incense burner is a mixture of rhinoceros horn, ghoul liver fat, and a small amount of butter.
This ointment can make the living drowsy and the undead conscious, and some undead can even regain their former wisdom and memory in a short period of time.
It can attract nearby undead to join this undead party.
Matthew sat there with a mint leaf in his mouth and a small handful of chili peppers in his left hand, ready to use physical means to keep himself awake at any time.
Fortunately, his willpower is relatively high, so the impact of the incense burner on him is very low.
Chili peppers should be of no use.
Soon, some undead were attracted, and the first ones to come were the two zombie ladies who were originally trapped in the reeds.
Attracted by the incense, they climbed out of the mud pit with difficulty and walked to Matthew.
Matthew silently put on a boxing glove-like device on his right hand. There was also a short stick and a pole on the ground.
During the Night of the Dead, he could not use spells or abilities, and could only rely on eloquence or force to make friendly contact with these undead.
Even though Matthew himself is amazingly charming, he doesn't rule out the possibility that there will be undead people who are full of malice towards him.
Gloves, sticks and poles are provided for them.
Matthew couldn't hurt them, he could only drive them away.
This is perhaps the biggest difficulty in the ritual of Night of the Dead.
Under Matthew's slightly nervous gaze, Miss Zombie slowly approached.
A faint stench came over me.
Matthew's spirit was highly concentrated. This was the first time he had such close contact with the undead that he did not control.
This feeling reminded him of the first time he came into contact with the undead.
I'm afraid this is how ordinary people feel when they see the undead.
Danger, desolation, loss of control...these labels are stacked together, and it is indeed difficult for people not to panic.
Incense slowly rises.
Two more zombies and a skeleton found this place.
They stood in a row in front of Matthew's stall, as if they were all looking at the things on the ground.
"is there anything you like?"
Matthew said calmly:
"Everyone can choose one, but they can only choose one."
The two zombie ladies picked out the lucky rabbit's foot and the boar's umbilical cord respectively.
The skeleton stupidly took away the goat's placenta.
Of the two remaining zombies, one grabbed the lemure's eyeball and ran away.
The other one suddenly rushed in front of Matthew, his hands firmly grasping Matthew's shoulders, and his rotten eyeballs almost stuck to Matthew's face - a mouth full of yellow teeth, a mouth full of pus, and a pungent smell.
, these all made Matthew uncontrollably furious.
"I want to choose you! Hehehehe!"
The zombie was drooling and about to kiss Matthew.
"Matthew, run! I'll blow him up for you!"
Bobo next to him had already raised the red brick in his hand angrily.
Matthew quickly turned around to stop:
"no!"
Bobo's eyes widened in disbelief:
"Then you kiss him?"
Before Matthew had time to explain, he turned around and hit the zombie with a right uppercut on the chin.
However, the latter's head was as heavy as lead, and Matthew's punch only made the zombie's head tilt a little.
Matthew quickly picked up the short stick from the ground and placed it firmly on the zombie's belly, thus keeping a certain distance from it.
However, the zombies are so powerful that Matthew soon becomes exhausted.
When the zombie hit his belly, Matthew almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Hehehe! You can choose whatever you want!"
The zombie threw the short stick aside and rushed over with a strange smile.
Seeing this, Matthew quickly shouted to the other undead who had collected his belongings:
"This guy is ruining the reputation of your undead people. Are you just going to watch him cause trouble?"
The undead were stunned for a moment, seeming to be thinking about what "the reputation of the undead" meant.
But soon, the two zombie ladies who came first fiercely grabbed the perverted zombie's neck.
The two of them worked together to drag the perverted zombie out.
Matthew wiped his sweat.
Fortunately, there were undead people who were willing to help, otherwise he would have had to play hide-and-seek with that perverted zombie all night.
But at this moment.
Matthew's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
In his peripheral vision, he saw a huge figure slowly walking from the depths of the swamp.
At that moment, Matthew's nerves were extremely tense again.
because.
That is an abomination!
…
I don’t know what I ate and my stomach was broken, so I kept running to the toilet in the morning. This chapter has a slightly smaller word count, but it’s still 4,700. Many readers are asking about more updates. In fact, I’ve been updating 12,130 words every day lately.
, which is equivalent to four updates of 3K. Don’t just look at the number of chapters. The advanced content will be written in one go in the evening update. Thank you for your support.
